Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
1974 philosophical novel in which a father and a son are on a motorcycle trip with friends
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I can see by my watch, without taking my hand from the left grip of the cycle, that it is eight-thirty in the morning. The wind, even at sixty miles an hour, is warm and humid. When it’s this hot and muggy at eight-thirty, I’m wondering what it's going to be like in the afternoon.
Trials never end, of course. Unhappiness and misfortune are bound to occur as long as people live, but there is a feeling now, that was not here before, and is not just on the surface of things, but penetrates all the way through: We’ve won it. It’s going to get better now. You can sort of tell these things.
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig | Open Library